Marcus was driving home from college, happy it was trimester break, wondering about that strange e-mail in his inbox about him receiving "The Maker" by a delivery service. When he turned the corner to his block he saw a Deliv-on-time truck parked on the curb. As he got closer he saw the driver, holding a package, getting out of the truck.
"Excuse me," Marcus asked after pulling into the driveway. "But can I help you?"
The man looked at Marcus and said nodding toward his house. "Do you live here?"
"Yeah?" Marcus replied.
"And is your name Marcus Grove? Because this is his."
"Yeah I Marcus Grove." Marcus asked eyebrow raising. "What is mine?"
"This."
The delivery man held out a medium-sized parcel with Marcus's name, address on it. The package had no return address.
"Well, are you going to sign for it or not?" The man said sounding some what irritated. "Cause my boss will yell his ASS off at me if I don't make the end of my shift!"
Marcus signed for the package and went inside his parents house. Nobody was home since his mom was a nurse and his dad was engineer. Both were working until late so Marcus had the house to himself. He opened the box and took out its contents, a disc that said The Maker 1.3.0, and a web cam attached to a usb cabel.
Marcus took out the instructions and read. "Tired of having a body you don't like? Well now, you have been chosen to recieve this wonderful product that can let you change your body any way you feel like, even clothes!!!"
Marcus chuckled silently to himself. "Who would believe this shit anyhow? Oh well ..." he thought. "... might as well humour them and try it."
After a half an hour of following the installation protocals, the program and web-cam were hooked up to Marcus's state of the art laptop computer. It took another thirty minutes of malware, virus and various other scans before Marcus would open an unsolicited program. He clicked on icon labeled "change....not!" which he purposfully named the program and screen opened up and said "Stand in front of web-camera for body scan."
Marcus was skeptical at first then he did it. He had always had an average body so he wasn't too ashamed of letting a computer look him over much less a girl. A wave of green filtered out of the camera and scaned him up, down, left, right, front and back. After that strange process the screen flashed and a 3-D model of himself appeared on the screen.
"Holy cow fuck in a van!" Marcus said under his breath and a box popped up and read;
"Welcome to the Maker 1.3.0.
The system that can recreate your body
or anyone else's body to your liking.
The only limit is your imgination!
Thank you for ordering this product. Enjoy."
The box faded away and menu with strange choices appeared;
Alter current form ......... [ ]
Save altered form ......... [ ]
Pre-set forms ................ [ ]
Create a wardrobe ........ [ ]
Alter status ..................... [ ]
After doing what he did and seeing what he saw, Marcus wasn't laughin at all and believed every word the system said. He looked at "Alter current form" and clicked on it and yet another menu pulled up with options for hair, skin, body, gender, eyes, movement, and height. So Marcus looked down a wondered was it would be like to be a hyper-masculine hunk like a football jock but harder, more muscular, and much stronger. So he set about filling in each line:
Skin color: [ Light Caramel ]
Hair Color/style: [ ChstNut Brwn/Shoulder length curly, ]
Body Weight: [ 445 lbs muscle/big tight bubble butt ]
Penis: [ 16'' flaccid ]
Eyes: [ Sapphire Blue ]
Height: [ 7'5'' ]
Gender: [ male ]
Movement: [ sexy/intimidating swagger ]
After that in the other description below he typed:
Skin: [ No inperfections on skin ]
Body hair: [ light and soft ]
Voice: [ deep/sexy/velvety to match body ]
Facial hair: [ 5 o'clock shadow ]
Lips: [ Full and kissable ]
Intellegent 1-10: [ 10/funny/very likable ]
Then Marcus clicked confirm and his improved 3-D model showed up with counter:
"10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1... initiate. "
At first Marcus didn't think anything was going to happen. Then he felt hot and tingly all over, his body started to swell, his clothing straining to hold in his ever-growing body. Then *** R-I-I-P *** Marcus's clothes started to rip open. Starting at his feet, which grew to size 14. His jeans, opening at the hem, continued ripping up the sewn sides till his straining boxers were visible. His shirt ripped open at mid sleeve unable to contain his his cannonball biceps or the basketball shoulders. His growing chest ripped the shirt down the middle letting tattered garment fall free from the body to the floor.
His hair elongated and changed color. His boxers trying to contain his new muscle bubble butt, and over-endowed member, finally ripped open. His exposed member quickly hardens to a full 22"!
"HAWT DAMN!" Marcus yelled in his new lower voice. He looked over his new body and started to jack off, ending in the most pleasurble orgasm he ever had. Spent and tired from excitement he looked at the computer screen and hit save form. Marcus then...